Harley's heroine took a new and entirely unexpected tack.



CHAPTER IV: A CHAPTER FROM HARLEY, WITH NOTES



"Good-bye, proud world, I'm going home.
Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine."
- EMERSON.

I think the reader will possibly gain a better idea of what happened
at the Howlett dance, at which Count Bonetti was to have been
presented to Miss Andrews, if I forego the pleasure of writing this
chapter myself, and produce instead the chapter of Stuart Harley's
ill-fated book which was to have dealt with that most interesting
incident. Having relinquished all hope of ever getting that
particular story into shape without a change of heroine, and being
unwilling to go to that extreme, Mr. Harley has very kindly placed
his manuscript at my disposal.

"Use it as you will, my dear fellow," he said, when I asked him for
it. "I can't do anything with it myself, and it is merely occupying
space in my pigeon-holes for which I can find better use. It may
need a certain amount of revision--in fact, it is sure to, for it is
unconscionably long, and, thanks to the persistent failure of Miss
Andrews to do as I thought she would, may frequently seem incoherent.
For your own sake revise it, for the readers of your book won't